The husband and wife of a wealthy school

In the winter morning, getting up is always a very worrying thing, especially when the previous night went to bed very late, the warm quilt is always nostalgic.

303's brothers slept very late last night, Zhao Yan and Chen Xiangdong read books until late, and Liu Li played games until late.Jiang Hai read the book for a while, watched others play games, lay down and stared at the ceiling without feeling sleepy, ran out to visit other dormitories, and read the book again when he came back, lying on the bed still did not feel sleepy, studying around The atmosphere was too thick, and he couldn't fall asleep because he couldn't read the book, so he slept very late.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the dormitory has started heating, and the sound of clanging water can be heard from the heating pipes from time to time.Zhao Yan woke up at six o'clock and didn't have to go to the library to clean up, so he didn't get up.With the help of the faint light from the small table beside his pillow, he has already laid down on the bed and reviewed the knowledge that needs to be recited.

There was movement from the bed next door, and Chen Xiangdong started to get up.

The movement woke up Jiang Hai who was on the opposite bed. Jiang Hai took out the mobile phone under the pillow, tried to open his eyes to check the time, then closed his eyes and said with a dying expression: "This is unscientific, I just It's only three o'clock, isn't it supposed to be four o'clock now, the phone is definitely out of time again."

The voice sounded like he could fall asleep again in a few minutes, and he covered his head and continued to sleep after speaking.

Liu Li was also woken up, "Fuck, the noise from the heating pipe every morning is like a nightmare. Fortunately, there is no class this morning."

Zhao Yan sat up and got dressed, "There is an English class at eight o'clock this morning."

"Fuck, you are definitely lying to me. This is the rhythm that makes people live. I want to cut class."

Zhao Yan didn't want to make people unhappy, but he still told the truth: "The English teacher takes roll calls in every class."

The English class is in a small classroom. There are more than [-] students in a single class. The English teacher will take the trouble to explain every class, and also claims that the number of absences will affect the test performance evaluation to varying degrees.

"Fuck, I'm afraid her father's surname is not Liu."

Zhao Yan got dressed, got out of bed, and took out his washbasin from under the table to wash in the bathroom after Chen Xiangdong came out. The towel in the washbasin was frozen and hard.

Zhao Yan: "You should have been late many times, you'd better get up, don't get failed."

Zhao Yan remembered that in the last life, Liu Li failed English in the first semester.The reason why I still remember this incident more than ten years later is because Liu Li passed the English make-up exam three times for this failed English subject, which can be said to be a record.

Liu Li hadn't had a fit yet, but Jiang Hai had a fit. He was so angry that he used Liu Li's common phrases: "Fuck, I hate this name-calling monster!"

The English teacher known as the name-calling monster is actually very young. He is a graduate of the University of Foreign Studies in T City. He has not been a substitute teacher for a long time and has not rich teaching experience.The new Guadanzi who just entered the university doesn't know whether the teaching is good or not, and he can't feel it. He only knows that the English he speaks is quite similar.

As for whether it really looks like that, the new Guadanzi who are not even qualified to apply for the English Level [-] exam can't tell it. From the perspective of watching the excitement, it looks like that.

When there is no sound in class, the person who brought breakfast into the classroom quickly stuffed the unfinished breakfast into the desk pocket, took out the book and entered the class mode, leaving the strong smell of breakfast in the air before wafting out the window.

This is the disadvantage of small classrooms. The space is small, and even a little bit of smell will be obvious.

The English teacher stepped on the class bell and slapped her nose a little exaggeratedly, expressing that the smell in the air made her uncomfortable, and the high-heeled shoes sounded "da da da" as she walked onto the podium.

She frowned and said: "The classmate by the window opened the window, what a smell!"

Then the roll call started, which took about 10 minutes.Classmates Liu Li and Jiang Hai, who were full of complaints, finally came.

The English class is about to end, and today is the last class with new content.Zhao Yan turned the book to the place where this class was going to be taught, and stared at the English on the book with a frown, feeling a little bad.

In his last life, he hadn't been exposed to English since his senior year, and he only had English classes in the first three years of college.For more than ten years, he has forgotten all about English, and basically returned all the words and grammar he learned to the teacher. Now... I am afraid that he is only at the level of a junior high school student.

He had been focusing on professional courses before, because English is not very useful for medical students as long as they don't take the postgraduate entrance examination and go abroad, so he forgot about it.

To get a scholarship, English like this is absolutely not good!

"Zhao Yan, which classmate is Zhao Yan?" the English teacher on the stage said suddenly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan raised his head and looked over. He didn't know the rhythm of what he was going to do, and it shouldn't be a good thing.

"My name is Zhao Yan." Zhao Yan stood up and said.

The English teacher held the teaching material, walked towards him in the high-heeled shoes of "da da da" and said, "read the text learned in the last lesson."

Zhao Yan: "??!!" It turns out that this is a rhythm that is embarrassing.

He was in a difficult situation and turned two pages forward in the English book. In the A4 English book, there were two full pages of the text in the last class. Zhao Yan scanned roughly, and did not know 80% of the words.

In this case, even if he is a person who doesn’t care about losing or not because he has lost all his people, he can’t continue reading if he wants to listen to the teacher’s words, unless he reads the two-page A4 text. It becomes garbled characters of about fifty words.

"I'm sorry teacher, I'm not very good at reading." Zhao Yan said truthfully.

The English teacher's gaze shifted from the textbook in his hand to Zhao Yan's face, and said, "Did you not come to the last class?"

previous lesson?After 15 years, he really can't remember whether he came to the last class or not.Judging from the notes in the book, it should have come, but it does not rule out that these notes were made by looking up the dictionary during his preview.

Zhao Yan: "It should be here."

"Do you have any objections to me or my class? It's purely a matter of attitude." The young female teacher's voice sounded soft and clear even in a questioning tone.

Zhao Yan stopped talking, he felt that whatever he said at this time would be regarded as a matter of attitude.

Female teacher: "In this case, you don't need to take my classes in the future. I can't teach people like you who have bad learning attitudes and behaviors."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan recalled that his behavior was moral. Didn't Jiang Hai say that there are many female teachers who are fans of Yan Cheng.

Most likely, it was because Yan Cheng's performance at the Convention and Exhibition Center the night before yesterday was unforgettable for a long time, so he couldn't forget him by the way.No wonder he was called as soon as class started. He thought it was a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan was a little relieved, even the tension just now was gone.

Inaudible whispers sounded from all around.

Zhao Yan: "I'm sorry teacher, I will pay attention next time."

……

College English books all come with CDs. Zhao Yan remembers that he was still using tapes when he was in high school. In order to learn English, he specially bought a repeater to play the tapes.At that time, in order to buy a repeater, his mother sold a pig at home.

Zhao Yan wanted to buy an mp3 player, so he could copy the contents of the CD attached to the textbook and listen to it.The college English test requires listening comprehension, and there is not much time left before the test. Zhao Yan felt that he would not be able to do it if he didn't put in some effort.

After lunch, Zhao Yan went out with a bag that Yan Cheng said had Bohemian and ethnic styles on his back.

He knew that there was a computer city in the university district of T city, and he took the No. 12 bus, and it was only a few stops away with a one-yuan coin. There should be some mp3 sellers there.

I don't know if this thing is expensive, so he just wants to buy something that is cheap and durable, and also comes with earphones and chargers.

The Computer City is located in a large shopping mall, where everything is sold, and there are many people.

In the previous life, Zhao Yan was the first time a child from the mountain valley came to the bustling metropolis. He felt the same as grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He was timid, inferior and curious.

Although he has been impoverished in his last life, he has witnessed the more prosperous appearance of China 15 years after the rapid development of science and economy. By the way, he was still in 2023 a few days ago.

At this moment, he looked at everything in front of him, and there was only a strange sense of intimacy, all of which were related to his lost and regained youth.

Zhao Yan walked into the shopping mall and went up to the third floor. The third floor mainly sold things like mobile phones, mp3s, and U disks.

The doors in the shopping mall are the kind of sliding glass doors, which can be closed automatically when you let go.This kind of door requires some strength to push open. Zhao Yan is relatively thin, so he approached the door and pushed it with his upper body strength.

Leaning up, the force had just been exerted, suddenly, the door was pulled open from the inside with obvious emotion, and Zhao Yan fell headlong into it.

He didn't have the slightest bit of defense at all, thinking that he would fall and eat shit, but no, the person who pulled the door supported him in time, and he threw himself on the person's shoulder, smelling a faintly refreshing fragrance from his nose.

Zhao Yan didn't know what kind of floral fragrance this scent was, but it smelled nice anyway.

He hurriedly stood up to thank him.

When he raised his head, he saw that the person supporting him was Yan Cheng. Yan Cheng's face was ugly, with the indifference of lingering anger.

Zhao Yan knew that the anger was definitely not because of him. He looked back and saw Liu Guohua and that childhood sweetheart chasing after him not far away.

Zhao Yan: "Classmate, thank you."

Yan Cheng didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and continued to walk out angrily.In order to avoid eye contact with the two people who were chasing him, Zhao Yan walked in with his head down, and saw the feet of the two people running past him.

As soon as those two people ran past, Zhao Yan heard Yan Cheng who was supposed to leave calling him behind him.

Yan Cheng: "Classmate."

Zhao Yan turned around and looked at Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng's face softened a little, he took out something from his pocket and handed it over, "Just now I saw that your hand was burned, this burn ointment is for you, this was given to me last time, but my burn It’s ready, it’s useless.”

Zhao Yan was stunned, he looked at his hands, then looked up at Yan Cheng, with an uncertain tone: "Burned?"

Yan Cheng pointed to the frostbite on his hand and said, "I accidentally burned my hand last time, thank you for picking up my wallet last time."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Zhao Yan standing there dumbfounded.

Young Master Yan had never seen frostbite in his life.